Qin Feng kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, ejected into the air, and kicked the dagger out of the waiter's hand.
The waiter looked surprised. His attention was entirely on Ji Qingyue just now, and he seemed not to have expected Qin Feng to be so powerful.
Qin Feng had murderous intent in his eyes. Ji Qingyue was a very important woman to him. Although they had not known each other for a long time, they had a deep relationship, just like biological siblings.
Since this waiter had killed Ji Qingyue, Qin Feng would not show mercy.
"die!"
Qin Feng uttered a cold word from his mouth, and exuded the terrifying aura of the King of Soldiers. He raised his iron fist and slammed into the waiter's chest.
The waiter's expression changed drastically. He sensed the death threat and wanted to avoid it, but Qin Feng's fist was too fast and hit him in the chest instantly.
"Kacha kacha..."
The sound of the sternum breaking came one after another. The waiter fell to the ground with a crash, spitting out a large mouthful of blood. All the internal organs were displaced, the chest collapsed, and the vitality in his body was rapidly dissipating.
On the verge of death, out of survival instinct, the waiter raised his trembling hand and reached into his pocket, apparently intending to pull out a gun.
At this time, Ji Qingyue had already reacted, with sharp eyes, she raised her knees and legs, and then stepped on them suddenly.
"ah!!!"
The waiter let out a shrill scream.
Ji Qingyue wore 12cm high heels today, and the sharp heels directly pierced the waiter's palm.
The waiter couldn't bear the severe pain one after another. He closed his eyes and passed out.
Qin Feng and Ji Qingyue looked at each other, frowned and said, "Sister Qingyue, this guy obviously came specifically for you. Could he be from the Temple of Death?"
Ji Qingyue knelt down and tore open the waiter's collar, only to see a skull tattooed on the waiter's neck.
Qin Feng was also familiar with this symbol. It was the exclusive symbol of the "Temple of Death", the most prestigious killer organization in the Western underground world.
"As expected, they are from the Temple of Death. They are indeed coming for me. Qin Feng, they probably haven't discovered your identity yet, so the killer pretending to be a waiter just now completely ignored your existence."
Qin Feng nodded, Ji Qingyue made sense. The waiter killer just now didn't take Qin Feng seriously at all and was focused on assassinating Ji Qingyue. This shows that the people in the Death Temple do not know Qin Feng's identity, nor do they know that it was Qin Feng who rescued Ji Qingyue in their hands.
All in all, this killer pretending to be a waiter must have been sent by the Temple of Death to kill people and silence them.
Because Ji Qingyue is a traitor to the Death Temple and stole the core secrets of the Death Temple. The Death Temple would never let Ji Qingyue go, so the leader of the Death Temple, "Pluto", sent another wave of killers to China, bound to kill Ji Qingyue to satisfy the hatred in his heart.
Thinking of this, Qin Feng was suddenly startled and thought in his mind: "I remember Xiaoqi said two days ago that a highly dangerous person arrived in Tianjing City... Could this highly dangerous person be Pluto, the leader of the Temple of Death?"
Just when Qin Feng was about to communicate with the system secretary Xiao Qi, a loud noise came.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the door of the restaurant was knocked open, and a group of men in black poured into the restaurant, their bodies covered with murderous intent.
This group of men in black visually inspected hundreds of people, and without exception, they all had a skull symbol on their chests. It seemed that they were all top killers sent by the Temple of Death.
Facing the situation of being outnumbered and outnumbered, Ji Qingyue turned pale and shouted: "Qin Feng, run!"
Qin Feng had never seen any big scenes. Even though the people in black took out pistols from their pockets, he could still maintain his calmness, even a little excited and fanatical. This should be affected by the aura of the King of Soldiers, so Qin Feng was addicted to He is very warlike, and whenever he encounters such a big scene, his hands will itch and he can't wait to use his fists.
"Sister Qingyue, the door is blocked by the enemy, let's go through the window!"
Qin Feng was calm and collected. He took Ji Qingyue's hand and ran towards the floor-to-ceiling window.
Ji Qingyue exclaimed: "Fool, this is the fourth floor!"
Without any hesitation, Qin Feng kicked the floor-to-ceiling window glass, then picked up Ji Qingyue by the waist and jumped deep.
Under the bright moonlight, Qin Feng jumped out of the window with Ji Qingyue in his arms, jumped down from the fourth floor, activated his internal energy, and landed steadily on the lawn, easily absorbing the impact of the free fall.
Ji Qingyue was stunned. This was the fourth floor. Qin Feng jumped down with her in his arms and was unscathed. This was too fake!
Qin Feng smiled evilly. In online novels, the strength of the King of Soldiers is as exaggerated as his strength. This is the charm of the protagonist's halo.
"Sister Qingyue, get in the car!"
Qin Feng and Ji Qingyue ran to the Lamborghini. As soon as they got in the car, the people from the Temple of Death ran out of the restaurant and chased them.
Ji Qingyue glanced at the rearview mirror and said urgently: "Qin Feng, drive towards the suburbs. There are few people in the suburbs, so innocent people will not be affected!"
There was a smile on Qin Feng's lips: "Sister Qingyue, please fasten your seat belt, the old driver is about to drive."
After Ji Qingyue fastened her seat belt, Qin Feng started the car. With the roar of the engine, the Lamborghini was like a bolt of lightning, piercing the silent night.
Not long after, Qin Feng saw through the rearview mirror that a dozen black Audis were following him.
"Qin Feng, are your driving skills good? The people from the Temple of Death have already caught up with you!" Ji Qingyue said worriedly.
Qin Feng grinned, showing two rows of big white teeth, "Captain Ji, when you question the driving skills of an experienced driver, you should be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Feng's aura as an experienced driver awakened. With a fierce maneuver, the Lamborghini drifted gracefully. The tires rubbed violently against the ground, creating bursts of sparks. Soon the car drove into a narrow path.
Several Audi cars chasing behind him couldn't react in time and crashed directly into the guardrail.
Next, Qin Feng showed off his miraculous driving skills. Even if more than a dozen Audi cars chased him, they could not stop the Lamborghini's speed!
The map of Tianjing City is completely imprinted in Qin Feng's mind. Qin Feng is very familiar with every street and overpass, which is more conducive for him, an experienced driver, to display his driving skills.
Sidebreak drifting, cornering acceleration, two-wheel braking, 360-degree turning and speeding... After a wave of cool driving skills, Qin Feng drove the super car to easily break out of the enemy siege and drive towards the suburbs.
At this time, Ji Qingyue, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had messy hair and dizziness. She felt that the car was driving in front and her soul was chasing after her.
Qin Feng glanced sideways at Ji Qingyue, who was still in shock, and said with a smile: "How is it, my driving skills are okay?"
Ji Qingyue gasped for air and complained: "Qin Feng, you are really bad at what you do. You are the first in driving. You almost threw me up when you were drifting just now!"
Qin Feng's driving skills were so good that Ji Qingyue's scalp went numb.
After calming down, Ji Qingyue took out her military mobile phone and dialed Phoenix's number.
"Hey, leader, it's an emergency! Qin Feng and I are being pursued by the Temple of Death."
The author's digression: I will start adding more updates tomorrow, and I will do what I say!